Pampered by My Ex-husband (Penny and Orlando)

Chapter 63 Are My Hands Beautiful

Chapter 63 Are My Hands Beautiful

Penny took a short walk outside with the umbrella, and her pants were soaked.

A car slowly approached her and honked twice.

She was annoyed because she believed it was Clark again.

Zoey's voice could be heard as the car window opened slightly.

"Get in the car quickly. Traffic is awful right now, and many people are outside."

Penny looked around where her car was parked and spotted a large gathering. Because the rain was

getting heavier, she accepted the invitation and thanked Zoey before getting into the car.

The rain and humidity were sealed outside, making the inside of the car refreshingly silent.

Penny assumed this was the Fletcher family's car for picking up Zoey, but to her astonishment, it was NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Orlando's driver who drove the car.

She noticed Orlando sitting by the window, holding paperwork between his fingertips and lost in

thoughts, and she wondered what he was thinking.

Fortunately, Zoey was also in the car, so it wasn't too awkward.

Zoey's small cheeks glowed with delight.

"Do you know you're well-known among us students? Ruby used to be arrogant, but now she's been

hauled to the police station. The Foster family is most likely rushing to bail her out right now. And who

would have guessed Mr. Hardy and Ms. Bender had such ugly affairs behind their usual appearances?

They are truly revolting!"

Zoey couldn't help but softly pull Orlando. She waited for Orlando's calm stare to turn towards her

before looking at him eagerly. "Orlando, Ruby will undoubtedly complain to her brother later. Please

don't make things tough for Perry because of this, okay?"

Penny was a little moved. She thought Zoey was utterly innocent. After all she had been through, it was

the first time she had been protected by others.

Orlando's forehead furrowed, but he still said, "Okay."

Zoey's face instantly brightened. When the car arrived at her house, she took the umbrella the driver

offered her and said,"Please take Penny home, Orlando. She helped me with my artwork and helped

me win the first place. She is both my teacher and my benefactor. You must be respectful to her."

Zoey was like a chirping bird.

The atmosphere within the car got thick once the small bird vanished.

Penny couldn't help but straighten her spine as she noticed Orlando's hand on the paperwork. It was

thin and looked like nicely carved porcelain.

She couldn't stop staring at it.

She watched his fingers lightly tapping on the paperwork and heard him say, "Is it beautiful?"

Penny hadn't realized she'd been staring at his hand for a minute. Now that she'd heard him ask, she

raised her eyes and smiled at him directly.

"Mr. Fletcher's hands are very beautiful. They make people want to paint them unconsciously."

Hands were the most challenging component of a figure painting to paint, since they were people's

second face.

Penny had so formed a habit of looking at other people's hands.

Orlando appeared cool at first glance, but his wrist bones were lengthy and white. Every visible part of

his hands fits perfectly. During his thought, he moved his fingertips as gently as a virgin.

This was top-tier material for an artist.

Except for the person who captured Penny's heart, gender didn't matter in her eyes.

The only distinction was whether what she observed was appropriate for painting. As a result, she was

unaware that a woman staring at a man without turning away was an indirect seduction.